Date: Thu, 14 Nov 2002 19:52:12 EST
From: Louisamay1111@aol.com
Subject: Loli ch3

    Bootylicious.
    You said a mouthful.
    Oh, Loli, Loli, Loli. What am I to do with you? And how? WHEN??
    My knees were literally trembling, I was so shaken from our little
kitchen play. As Vanessa and Loli gleefully sashayed out to the TV room, I
stayed in the kitchen and tried to decompress. Heck, I'd just masturbated
not ten minutes ago in the bathroom! How about I just. . .calm. . .down.
    Think. . . there's the nasturtiums waiting to be planted, need to get
more fertilizer. . .umm. . .oh, have GOT to go out and get a new evening
dress for next weekend on the Patterson's boat. Maybe the girls would like
to come along.  Vanessa needs. . .nothing. Vanessa has too much of
everything. But Loli, I'm sure she could use a little sundress, a nice
little pink number. I'd help her, help her try things on. . .in the
changing room, model some things, help her off with things. .  .try on some
new panties, kiss her little bootylicious ---
    STOP.
    I took a deep, deep breath and walked into the TV room. The girls had
switched to the couch and were now wrestling with each other under the
oversize throw quilt we kept on the couch back. Dan had moved to the nearby
easy chair, apparently in the interest of his own safety, as the squealing
girls were a tangle of arms and legs.
    "What's going on here?" as I stood over the action from behind the
couch.
    Dam murmured, "Loli challenged Nessa to a Foot Tickle, I think."
    "Aaah. . ." I watched the two go at it, and saw now that both girls
were feinting and lunging at each other's feet. Hmm.
    Vanessa caught my eye. "Wait, okay, okay!" she panted. "I
gotta. . .take a break."
    Loli smirked. "Yeah, just 'cause you're LOsing. . ." Both girls were
flushed.
    "Am not! I just gotta. . .get a drink of water." And she unravelled
herself from the quilt and headed to the kitchen. On the way, she gave me
the briefest of head tilts. I followed, curious.
    When we were in the kitchen, she pulled the sink faucet, and turned to
me

eagerly. In a conspiratorial whisper: "You gotta help me. If you hold
Loli's legs, I can tickle her good!"
    "How?"
    "Just. . .get on the couch, and I'll pretend I'm watching TV, and then
you grab her! 'K?"
    "Vanessa. . ."
    "Pleeeease? Oh pleeease!!" She started kissing my hands.
    "Oh, stop, okay!" She grinned, and ran back into the living room.
    I stood there for a moment, thinking how very strange that my own
daughter was asking me to manhandle the very object of my otherworldly
lust. Ah well, fate. I felt the naked looseness under my shirt anticipate
such nearness on the couch.  Under the quilt. Ohh, my.
    Nonchalantly as I could, I walked back in. Fortunately, something
interesting was on the TV, so everyone seemed fairly preoccupied. Loli, of
course, noticed with a gleeful raising of her brow when I sat next to her
and pulled the quilt over us. We sat still for a bit, and I could see
Nessa's trim little butt twitch mischievously in front of us on the floor.
    Loli inched closer until I felt her warmth against my leg. I smiled
slyly down at her and raised my own brow. I tilted my head and looked at
Vanessa, and got a puzzled look from Loli. From the corner of my eye I saw
Dan sitting, rapt.
    Whatever it was on TV faded, a commercial threatened, and all of a
sudden

Vanessa turned and yelled "NOW!" With a determination that made me feel
slightly ludicrous, I grabbed my little candygirl under the quilt by one
leg, and held her waist with my other arm. She shrieked and pulled the free
leg away from Vanessa, but was caught now with the other foot dangling from
the quilt, prey to my daughter's evil plans. And in such a position, her
little legs were spread wide. . .
    "Ha-ha-HAaaaaa. . ." Vanessa cackled like a sadistic little footwitch.
She grinned demonically. "NOW, we have you in our POWer. . ."
    Loli giggled. "Hey, no fair. You got your MOM!" I could tell her
struggle was real enough to seem good, but feeble enough to stay right
where she was.  Under the blessed quilt, her struggles had let my
thigh-holding hand slide upwards, and I could now cup her hot little
treasure. Ohhh, glorious, secret joy!
    Loli, quite evilly, looked over at Dan, who watched the struggle with a
bemused exasperation. "Help, Mr. Johnson! I'm being attacked by these crazy
people!" I let her know how impish she was being by gripping into her
softness. She wriggled, and giggled more. "R-really, Mr. Johnson, it's no
fair!!"
    Dan smiled and held up his hands. "Sorry, Lol, I can't help ya. I'm no
match for their powers." He turned and clicked the remote.
    Vanessa now took control. She grabbed Loli's uncovered foot and held
it.  "Hmmm, now how should I do this. . .?" And she touched a finger to the
naked sole.
    Immediately, Loli squealed, laughing, and pulled the foot back a bit.
    "Ah-haa," I intoned, "she has more power than we thought, Milady." My
fingers were creeping under Loli's Bootylicious panties, right at the
leghole. I felt her push up slightly. She was panting now. "I think you
really need to hold on tight!"  My finger slid inside!
    "You're right!" Vanessa actually rubbed her hands together ala Evil
Villain, and reached again for Loli's foot. The toes curled, and Loli let
out a wail of dread.  "NnnnooOOH. . .!" And I now had two fingers inside
her panties. Oh, she was so warm, and wet, and squishy. . .
    And Vanessa grabbed, and really got Loli's feet in a lock. Trouble was,
she noticed, she's lose her excellent purchase by tickling. "Heeey, I'VE
got a GREAT idea.  . ." And she grinned, and leaned in and started licking
Loli's toe!
    And Loli screamed with panicked laughter. And even Dan laughed, and I
did too, and sank three fingers into my little Loli's slick, fleshy
hole. Vanessa leaned back to admire the havoc she'd raised, then leaned in
again to take the toe in her mouth!
    Oh my GOD, this was making me so hot I had to keep myself from whipping
off the covers and just starting a family orgy right here and now! But it
probably wouldn't be received in the way I imagined, so. . .I
just. . .found my little

squirming, giggling angel's clitbud, and rubbed in tiny circles. Loli's
breath was ragged.
    "L-look at this, Dan!" I don't know what made me want to bring him in;
it felt devilish, and very sexy.
    He looked over again and rolled his eyes. "She used to love that when
she was a baby, remember?" He looked over at Vanessa's eager, evil
ministrations and shook his head, a mixture of amusement and mild shock on
his face, like 'should I stop this?'  "Vanessa. . ."
    "Ohh, Dan, it's just a little fun. . ." I admonished gently. And it
was, I was having lots of fun, and so, I could see, was Loli. Maybe a bit
TOO much, for the present company. For try as she might to cover it, she
was exhibiting all the signs of a powerful impending orgasm, as I whisked
away at her wet clitty, and lovely Vanessa sucked her toes. . .
    And just then God, in the form of the phone, rang. And Dan got up to
get it in the kitchen, and I brought my other hand around under the covers
and sank them into my Loli's sweet pussy as I wiggled around on her clit.
    I motioned to Vanessa. "Try sucking and tickling at the same time!" And
she did, gleefully, and Loli came, bucking and screaming and moaning. I
think Vanessa got a bit scared then, for she tailed off. But Loli had
crested by then, and had become aware of where she was. Barely. I slid out
from the Holy Place, patted her gently, and went back to my original
position.
    "Boy, you sure went Crazy!" Vanessa looked at her victim with a sort of
awe.
    "Well," Loli croaked in a tired little voice, "my toesies are very
sensitive.  . ." She smiled weakly.
    "I guess SO. . ."
    "I gotta go to the bathroom." Loli surreptitiously stroked my leg under
the quilt and bounced out of the room.
    Vanessa came up to sit where she'd been. "Heeey," as she looked at the
cushions, "you spilled my water!!" She ran into the kitchen after Loli.

    "Mom! Dad says Loli can stay over tomorrow night too!"
    Dan looked in from the kitchen. "Is that alright, honey?"
    I looked at the two grinning girls arm-in-arm. "Why shouldn't it be?"
    "Well, I'm going up to Chicago tomorrow, remember. For the Mayors
thing?"
    My mouth opened and closed. "Right." I nodded slowly. "I did
forget. How could I have forgotten that?"
    "My fault. I didn't remind you." He stood in his very proper blue
pajamas and robe and yawned. "I'd forgotten myself until last week." He
patted Vanessa's head.  "'Night, pumpkin."
    "G'night Daddy."
    "Good night, Loli. I'd say you've got some major tickling revenge
coming."
    She grinned."I suuure do! 'Night, Mr. Johnson."
    "I am beat." He yawned again. "Excuse me." He turned to me. "So you can
take care of these two all by your lonesome?"
    Deadpan looks at the two wide-eyed girls. "I don't know. . ." The
girls' eyes widened even further. "I guess I'll just have to try."
    The girls hugged. "Yaaay!!"
    The next day I DID plant the nasturtiums, we DID go shopping, I DID get
a

slinky new gala gown, and DID buy Loli a pink sundress! Very properly, and
with Vanessa's help. I'd become accustomed to living in two worlds
simultaneously:the real world outside my mind, and the fantasy world
within. While the girls giggled together in their changing stall, I made
love to Loli in mine. Indeed, if there ARE cameras hidden, someone's going
to get quite a hot little show. Let's just say I made the mirror my friend.
    And all I could think about, all day, was how available my bed would be
tonight. And how. . .FORWARD little Loli could be. I alternated between
inner bouts of delirious anticipation and
what-the-HELL-could-I-be-thinking-of resignation.  It was all a big, wet
dream, wasn't it? And yet. . .imagine her little body sliding under the
covers. . .
    But I was a GOOD Mom, and Vanessa was having a wonderful time with HER
FRIEND (I kept having to repeat that to myself). After a pizza dinner we
played a rollicking few hands of Spit, then Twister, which I officiated,
despite heartfelt pleas to join (I just did not trust my lubricious self!)
We were in our jammie shirts by then, and it was pleasant to watch those
nubile limbs twist, turn and spread themselves.
    Loli, with barely a glance at me, shucked her shirt while bent WAY over
('it's always in my face!'), and Vanessa followed suit a turn later. Their
tiny-bumped chests both had a rosy flush, and I saw Vanessa peeking a few
times at Loli's prominently erect little nipples. They WERE fascinating --
the dark aureoles around them swelled too, forming a little terraced
pyramid effect. I was intrigued to see Vanessa's smaller, lighter nipples
rise AFTER seeing Loli's. Hmm. As for my own, well, all I had to do was
look down to see my eager bullets push my shirt almost clear away from my
breasts. I folded my arms, and spun the wheel. "Vanessa. . .right foot,
red!"
    A squeal. "But that's all the way over there!"
    Loli's voice was strained from the lizardlike position she held. "If
you knock me over I win."
    I watched as Vanessa Ballerina tried slowly to stretch herself into
what would be a very inelegant pose. She was just in front of Loli.
    "Hey, you almost kicked me in the head!"
    Vanessa puffed, "But. . .I didn't. . .silly." Now Vanessa's little
purple-pantied bottom was just inches from Loli's nose.
    "Get your butt outa my face!"
    "I can't help it!" Almost there. . .
    A shriek!! Vanessa popped up and leapt into the air. She whirled, her
hands on her bottom. "You bit me!!"
    Loli had risen to a relatively comfortable kneeling position. She
smiled mischievously. "You had your butt in my face! I couldn't breathe!"
    "I wasn't even touching you!" Vanessa rubbed her heinie.
    Loli stood. "You were almost." She took a step towards Vanessa. "I
didn't do it hard." She glanced sheepishly at me. I of course wished I was
Vanessa.
    I stood. "Do you want me to look at it, honey?"
    Vanessa shook her head, blushing. "No." She looked back at herself
briefly.  "It doesn't really hurt." She looked again at Loli, who stood
looking sorry.  "It was just a surprise." She couldn't help smiling. "You
bit my butt!"
    Loli grinned, nodding. "Sorry." She turned and stuck out her own pretty
little butt. (These panties featured Tweety Bird. Where did she get these
things??)  "Wanta bite me back?"
    Vanessa's smile grew amazed. "No! But I might smack you!" And before
she could lay a good whack on Loli's bum, the girl shrieked and
ran. Vanessa followed.
    I stood thinking, "Loli. . .you forgot to ask ME."